October 19, 2020November 10, 2020 by Mentally Ill In America

Sometimes, I Go To Bed Grateful (A Poem)

Poetry
blog, philosophy, poem, Poetry, questioning
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Sometimes I go to bed with gratitude.
I am grateful when I can see good things.
Granted, it’s not every day.
But, it is some days.
Some days, I can see the peace, feel the happiness, experience the love!
It does happen!
It will happen again!
It might happen tonight!

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skinnyhobbit October 19, 2020 at 10:54 pm

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BriN October 22, 2020 at 1:39 am

Can relate to that feeling❤

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